The Cold Hands Of Loneliness Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

Asking but without being heard
Asking but without being answered
Asking but without being looked at in the eyes.

Silence and food is not shared on the same table
Silence and the sounds are the loud tunes in TV programs.
Silence and the door is slammed without saying goodbye

Gasping and the daily chores roll on
Gasping and the days repeat in great monotone
Gasping, feeling left all alone in the cold corner in town.